MANFREDI.
In his lady's absence?
TORELLI.
Even so. The old ruffian can be courteous
When there's a pretty face in question!
MANFREDI.
Let him!
I'll break his house, or any man that dares
Set his locks in the way of my good pleasure!
TORELLI.
Why not? 'T will give a double pungency
To our revenge upon Bertuccio.
We only looked to keep the foul-mouthed knave
Out of the way while we bore off his pearl;
But now we'll use him for the robbery.
He shall see us scale Malatesta's windows;
But she whom we bear thence, muffled and gagged,
Shall be the hunch-backed scoffer's pretty daughter!
MANFREDI.
A rare revenge! and so this brain-sick poet
And my curst jester may console each other.
Watch them to Malatesta's! I'll to our friends,
And find Bertuccio by San Stefano!
